prey. As I left I tugged the loose end of the bloodstained cloth about his hand and pulled it away with me. ‘What—’ Hakon lifted his uncovered hand. ‘How many babies did you save?’ I said it quiet enough over my shoulder as I returned to my table, but too loud to miss. ‘There’s no bite there!’ Astrid exclaimed. ‘Not even a scratch.’ Edda stepped back as if Hakon’s lies might be contagious. ‘But I—’ Hakon stared at his hand, holding it up even
